Chapter 57: Not Human

In this tense moment of battle, the next second Leimeng's body began to tremble slightly without any warning.

At first, Robin didn't pay much attention, assuming it was Leimeng's normal reaction to danger.

But immediately after, Leimeng's eyes suddenly flashed a strange red light, its glow filled with endless bloodlust and madness, and his face showed a twisted expression as if controlled by some evil force.

Robin was startled; he had harbored doubts about Leimeng from the start and kept a high guard.

At this moment, seeing Leimeng's abnormality, he instantly realized the situation was bad.

Almost the instant Leimeng changed, Robin's mind raced and made a swift judgment.

When Leimeng's abnormal body caused his reaction to lag, Robin hesitated not a moment, using his agility and decisive decision to withdraw from the battlefield quickly.

He used nearby structures and debris as cover, moving away from Leimeng rapidly.

At that moment, a chilling sound came from behind; Robin turned and saw Leimeng's body undergoing a horrific mutation.

His limbs pressed to the ground, his body twisted and deformed, skin growing rough and sprouting a layer of black scales; the human form faded, replaced by a terrifying half‑human, half‑beast monster.

The monster opened its massive blood‑filled maw, let out a roar, and lunged at Robin.

It moved at extreme speed, leaving deep footprints wherever it stepped.

Robin, seeing this, muttered inwardly, "Sure enough, not human."

After Leimeng transformed, his speed was terrifying; in a flash, he caught up to Robin within a few strides.

The monster's limbs alternated rapidly on the ground, each kick throwing up dust with a dull thud.

Its body was like a black cannonball, bearing endless force and murderous intent, charging wildly at Robin.

Robin fled at full speed, his heart pounding violently, sweat soaking his clothes.

In this chase‑and‑run tension, his mind raced, constantly seeking a way out.

Unwittingly, he realized he was less than a kilometer from the Lord's Castle.

Robin's eyes flashed; he quickly changed direction, devising a bold plan to lure Leimeng into the Lord's Castle.

Having just clashed briefly with Leimeng, the monster's power was immense, far beyond that of ordinary knights, nearing the terrifying strength of a Great Knight, far beyond what he could handle alone.

The Lord's Castle might hold a turning point; its complex terrain and possible defenses could become the key to reversing the battle.

Robin spun sharply and sprinted toward the Lord's Castle.

Leimeng saw this, let out a roar, and pursued without hesitation.

Soon, they entered the Lord's Castle's area.

Inside the castle, only two aged yet dutiful knights remained, guarding with a dozen or so inexperienced knight apprentices.

Hearing the commotion outside, they assumed a blocking stance, and Robin surged forward like a gust of wind.

At this moment, Robin's face was grim, breathing rapid, forehead slick with sweat, yet his eyes shone with resolve.

He was being closely chased by the terrifying monster Leimeng behind him. Leimeng's limbs were on the ground, body twisted, emitting chilling roars; moving at extreme speed, he instantly reached Robin's rear, leapt high, and lunged ferociously at Robin.

Robin, sensing sharply, performed a clean roll on the spot, deftly evading Leimeng's potentially lethal strike.

But after that dodge, he failed to recover in time and crashed straight into the castle guard.

For a moment, the scene descended into chaos.

The knight apprentices panicked, shouting, their weapons nearly falling from their hands.

The two old knights, though experienced, were also caught off guard by the sudden turn of events.

Leimeng seized the chance, bursting into the crowd; his massive strength and brutal movements, with a swing, sent several knight apprentices flying, their screams rising one after another.

Robin, taking advantage of Leimeng being trapped among the guards, felt relieved, knowing it was an excellent chance to escape.

He didn't have time to think further, pushed off his feet, and fled the scene swiftly toward the interior of the castle.

His figure flashed through the castle's dim corridor and quickly vanished from everyone's sight.

Behind him, Leimeng's roars, people's shouts, and painful moans intertwined, making the scene ever more thrilling.

Robin fled to the second‑floor balcony of the castle, and the sight before him tightened his heart.

The two old knights and the castle steward were locked in a stalemate with Leimeng; the surroundings were gruesome, littered with fallen knight apprentices, their blood spreading across the ground, and the air thick with a strong scent of blood.

These apprentices left to guard the castle were descendants of the domain's knights, placed here to preserve their lives, yet now all have fallen here, their lives abruptly ended.

Robin looked at those young faces and only a cold sneer formed in his heart.

On the battlefield, the situation grew increasingly grim.

Leimeng was like a raging beast, with astonishing strength and swift movements.

The castle steward, though giving his all, had no ability to retaliate under Leimeng's attack.

In the blink of an eye, Leimeng seized the steward, then tore him in two, blood spraying everywhere, a scene too horrific to behold.

The two old knights, seeing this, had eyes full of sorrow and anger; they exchanged a glance, one left, one right, and simultaneously drove their long spears deep into Leimeng's body.

Leimeng, in pain, let out a deafening roar, its sound filled with endless pain and fury, shaking the surrounding air with a buzzing.

Immediately, it spun violently, its sharp claws slashing the necks of the two old knights like lightning.

The two old knights widened their eyes, still holding unfulfilled resentment, and slowly fell.

Robin stood on the balcony, watching the bloody scene before him, his heart a mix of emotions.

Seeing this, Robin did not hesitate; he swiftly raised his Pulley Composite Bow, nocked and shot in one fluid motion, as fast as lightning.

The bowstring quivered rapidly in his hand; five Feather Arrows flew out one after another, cutting the air with sharp whistles, like five black bolts of lightning, hurling toward Leimeng.

The first arrow struck Leimeng's left shoulder blade, its arrowhead embedding deeply, blood splattering.

Immediately after, the second arrow hit its right thigh, halting its swift movement.

The third arrow precisely hit the side of Leimeng's neck, drawing a slash of blood and weakening its offensive momentum.

The fourth arrow pierced its abdomen, the terrifying force causing Leimeng's body to tilt back slightly.

The fifth arrow struck its left eye, accompanied by a mournful scream; Leimeng's form shuddered, and the once‑raging red light dimmed slightly.

All five Feather Arrows hit Leimeng's five vital points with flawless precision.

This series of attacks was executed in one go, without any delay.

Gained 21 points of Global Experience!

(End of chapter)